Architecture in Helsinki - It's 5
I lost my pen. This is/was no ordinary pen. OK it all started when I was just 6 years old, the summer of 1988, bells were ringing. It was my mom's brothers wedding day, and I was given the pen as a present for my services at the entrance to the church (handing out flyers in a cute suite). Ever since then, every day I used that pen until...
Yeah, wow, perfect. Its quite incredible. So simple. So unique. I'll be unstopable. Wait and see...